black and white rain scene

sits up as if to leave,
those eyes


but the couch is about to become empty
the scotch is going to be
and the door is going close behind
that beautiful



wondering what i said
or did
in the moment
or in
the past

the radio is going to be lonely tonight
my bed will be empty
i will stretch out on the couch
simply to smell her perfume
left behind in this room

and i’ll stare out that window

knowing on the street
she is waving down a taxi
maybe looking up once more at my window


not likely

About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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